Dictated

[lightbranded]

 Sometimes, I think it is too quiet here.

[The opening of the art gallery had gotten Will to start thinking about his brother Max, who was away at art school. And from there Will had started to think about his other siblings. Stephen, away in the Merchant Marines. The twins, Robin and Paul. Barbara and Gwen and Mary. James, only a year older than Will.

He missed them all desperately.]

Comments

[whistles_the_blues]

[It's not something that really bothered, as he preferred to keep to himself.]

Fair enough. Well, what would you like to see people doing?

[lightbranded]

I don't know if its anything I want the people here to do. I just...

It feels empty here, even with so many people living in the castle.

[whistles_the_blues]

Well suggesting something may be the first step to getting people to do something, which may make things seem a bit less empty.

In theory at least.

[lightbranded]

It isn't anything that people are doing, really. Or not doing.

[A pause.]

It is more the feel of the castle, I think. It is the way that it feels cold and empty, even when filled with so many people. There is no life to it.

[whistles_the_blues]

I follow, however, I do think it might make things more lively if someone were to suggest a group event or something to that matter.

If they have a reason to gather, it might make things seem alive.

[lightbranded]

Have anything in mind, do you?

[whistles_the_blues]

I prefer to be alone, anything I have in mind wont help the situation.